Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Romania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bootsy Collins to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
James White and The Blacks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Human League,
The Invisible,
Silicon Teens,
Interpol,
Sugar Minott,
The Gories,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
Piero Umiliani,
The Index,
Avey Tare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scratch Acid,
Mission of Burma,
The Cure,
The Walker Brothers,
Motorama,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Janne Schatter,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Anthony Braxton,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
Depeche Mode,
DJ Style,
E-Dancer,
The Trojans,
Agitation Free,
The Blues Magoos,
Saccharine Trust,
Cameo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David Axelrod,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Dead Boys,
The Evens,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun City Girls,
Siglo XX,
Jesper Dahlback,
Davy DMX,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings,
Brick,
Alison Limerick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.